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The flag let loose for a day of festivity;

Free desperate symbol of battle and desire,

Leaping, lunging, tossing up the halyards;

Below it a tumult of music,

Above it the streaming wastes of the sky,

Pinnacles of clouds, pyres of dawn,

Infinite effort, everlasting day.

The immense flag waving

Aloft in glory:

Over seas and hilltops

Transmitting its lightnings.